k'vaughn - Miss Little Mama

Told the little bitch, give me that
Huh, baby phat
Petite on the waist, Ass on Debbie cakes, let me taste
Like what the fuck you workin' with?
Miss Little Mama, Mama Little Miss
I never forget, You told me It's wet
Let me check, I give it a lick
Just a little bit, of my tip (Huh)
Of the tongue, like a pyramid
I won, he lost, take heed, that other nigga mid
Met this little shorty round' eight-forty at the gym
I said Aye escort me, you go before me, no Rick and Morty
But ain't nobody after h.i.m
Him is me, check your acronyms
Listen up niggas, I'm the king here
Miller Grove from the ceiling, to the motherfuckin' floor where your whack ass footgear Appear
Bitches call me Santa, I'm lookin' for reindeers
So tryouts are are tomorrow if you niggas trying to serve me
Bring your bitch for extra credit points next Thursday
Miss little mama, you so thirsty
Please don't hurt me, I don't think you deserve me
See, I'm the shit these niggas copy and paste
You can tell it by them jealous fuckin' looks on they face
Dirty puma wearing bums, come to school and lookin fuckin' dumb
I Call Diego, he pull out the drum
Rampampampam on these wannabe slums
Aye J.c, where you at?
Time to tell these niggas where we fuckin' from
Cincinnati about the only place the Mack Daddys' have it at
No you can't have her back
Nigga, this a snatch and grab
This is that pussy cat and kidlit shuffle
Excuse me miss little mama, I'm only trying to fuck you
And then duck you, send you to the team
Mgmskidz or M3, watch us when we gleam

Written by:
k’vaughn Stewart

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